His name sits forlorn on my tongue I add a dash of honey bake it with some sun call him by a name that spells sweetness and some fun. he responds flirtatiously I let my tongue slip catch the honeyed sweetness of his nickname on my lips another name tumbles A moniker, a sobriquet, call it whatever I call out to him and he meets me with a kiss. Here's the second #collab prompt for the Day 27 of #NaPoWriMo. Write a poem that begins with #nicknames #YourQuoteAndMine Collaborating with YourQuote Baba